My skin is so raw from your kisses
I can't even by myself anymore
I smell of you, I smell your scent
And it feels like home so much
I can't be by myself and feel complete
I can't be by myself and feel at ease
Oh God, who have you made me meet
Is it destiny? Is it fate? Is it true?
That something along the lines
Of bliss exists upon this Earth?
Paradise was clouds and sky
Paradise was little cupids singing
Songs of love and peace and faith
You are more like paradise to me
My body becomes nonexistent, I am soul
With you my trust is so naive, so pure,
so up-tight, the world is excluded from our
Little rendezvous in a starry night....
10-28-2008
martes, 28 de octubre de 2008
miƩrcoles, 10 de septiembre de 2008
Soul Meets body Lyrics de Death cab for Cutie
"Soul Meets Body"
I want to live where soul meets body
And let the sun wrap its arms around me
And bathe my skin in water cool and cleansing
And feel, feel what its like to be new
Cause in my head there’s a greyhound station
Where I send my thoughts to far off destinations
So they may have a chance of finding a place
where they’re far more suited than here
And I cannot guess what we'll discover
When we turn the dirt with our palms cupped like shovels
But I know our filthy hands can wash one another’s
And not one speck will remain
And I do believe it’s true
That there are roads left in both of our shoes
But if the silence takes you
Then I hope it takes me too
So brown eyes I hold you near
Cause you’re the only song I want to hear
A melody softly soaring through my atmosphere
Where soul meets body
Where soul meets body
Where soul meets body
And I do believe it’s true
That there are roads left in both of our shoes
But if the silence takes you
Then I hope it takes me too
So brown eyes I hold you near
Cause you’re the only song I want to hear
A melody softly soaring through my atmosphere
A melody softly soaring through my atmosphere
A melody softly soaring through my atmosphere
A melody softly soaring through my atmosphere
[Thanks to Melinda Bruner (the_bluest_butterfly@hotmail.com) for these lyrics]
[Thanks to apisbulll@yahoo.com, delta9@rocketmail.com, madeleinehawks@yahoo.com, Leslie, ellie, jonathan, Alex Wipf for correcting these lyrics]
I want to live where soul meets body
And let the sun wrap its arms around me
And bathe my skin in water cool and cleansing
And feel, feel what its like to be new
Cause in my head there’s a greyhound station
Where I send my thoughts to far off destinations
So they may have a chance of finding a place
where they’re far more suited than here
And I cannot guess what we'll discover
When we turn the dirt with our palms cupped like shovels
But I know our filthy hands can wash one another’s
And not one speck will remain
And I do believe it’s true
That there are roads left in both of our shoes
But if the silence takes you
Then I hope it takes me too
So brown eyes I hold you near
Cause you’re the only song I want to hear
A melody softly soaring through my atmosphere
Where soul meets body
Where soul meets body
Where soul meets body
And I do believe it’s true
That there are roads left in both of our shoes
But if the silence takes you
Then I hope it takes me too
So brown eyes I hold you near
Cause you’re the only song I want to hear
A melody softly soaring through my atmosphere
A melody softly soaring through my atmosphere
A melody softly soaring through my atmosphere
A melody softly soaring through my atmosphere
[Thanks to Melinda Bruner (the_bluest_butterfly@hotmail.com) for these lyrics]
[Thanks to apisbulll@yahoo.com, delta9@rocketmail.com, madeleinehawks@yahoo.com, Leslie, ellie, jonathan, Alex Wipf for correcting these lyrics]
Unsettled
Suffocating, walls bear witness to my will to scape.
Must you loook the other way?
Face me coward, feel the burden of these feelings
I'm drowning, unable to handle what I feel.
This tide you set is going to wash me offshore
Without having in mind my state of undress.
8/14/2008
Must you loook the other way?
Face me coward, feel the burden of these feelings
I'm drowning, unable to handle what I feel.
This tide you set is going to wash me offshore
Without having in mind my state of undress.
8/14/2008
Last Day
Walking in the cold felt so invigorating, I treasured up those tiny moments so much… A sad country folk ringing loud in my ears, the mp3 player pinned in my belt banging against my leg. Long strides, my rapid pace follows the rhythm in the traffic, crowded road, to home I head. I wouldn’t mind it started to rain, though this biting cold seems so much better instead. Any night but this afternoon my choice would have being different. Maybe the pavement street will someday be earth again, I step up the slope, the ground is not plain were the tiles are broken. I slip; my head bangs against something, like my mp3 player did against me jean-clawed leg. It’s so cold, I feel warm inside my long black coat, it reaches my knees almost. The young kid cries, don’t feel sad, it’s a lovely autumn day in this winter gray city. The mother holds him to her chest, hiding his face while staring at me. She seems so big, so old, so ephemeral I weep for her. The old man, his in his forties comes down on his knees, I can’t understand why my head is this low on the road, shouldn’t I be level with his shoulder? I was the tallest girl in school after all; we fought so much for the place before last. No one wants to be last. He says something, I can’t hear you… The song is so loud, the voice is muted. He seems worried, afraid, reaching out I pat his cheek.
“Don’t be afraid, don’t be scared… It’s a lovely winter day…” and it all seems to warm up, and the sun blazes over him and me. This warmness in my head feels no more and I’m dressed in a spring dress as I was when I was four.
23/05/2006
“Don’t be afraid, don’t be scared… It’s a lovely winter day…” and it all seems to warm up, and the sun blazes over him and me. This warmness in my head feels no more and I’m dressed in a spring dress as I was when I was four.
23/05/2006
Standing by a cliff
Standing by a cliff,
How many times do you look down in wonder?
Surrounded by mist,
The ocean seems like home…
Submerged,
The only thing that remains is your heart beat
And a light above…
Receding,
There is pain no more…
Sink and forget,
I am no more.
21/04/2008
How many times do you look down in wonder?
Surrounded by mist,
The ocean seems like home…
Submerged,
The only thing that remains is your heart beat
And a light above…
Receding,
There is pain no more…
Sink and forget,
I am no more.
21/04/2008
Ghosts
Veiled faces in dark corners,
Hiding and lurching in my wake
Keeping me from daydreaming
Their reality is my death.
22/4/2008
Hiding and lurching in my wake
Keeping me from daydreaming
Their reality is my death.
22/4/2008
domingo, 7 de septiembre de 2008
City Love
Why is that I hate this city that mutters all the time?
Is it really that I hate the city?, or that I hate the streets
because your feet have roamed them countless times?
Is it that I hate you?, or maybe the air that you breath...
... Maybe, just maybe I dont hate anything at all and
only feel a deep rooted jealosuy of it all....
Since the air caresses your skin and your lips
The floor supports your feet and records your travels
Yet I wish I could kiss the earth you walk...
I could breathe the air you let go
And i could caress your skin and lips more than the air
Hence my utter dispear, hence the height of my love!
07/9/2008
Is it really that I hate the city?, or that I hate the streets
because your feet have roamed them countless times?
Is it that I hate you?, or maybe the air that you breath...
... Maybe, just maybe I dont hate anything at all and
only feel a deep rooted jealosuy of it all....
Since the air caresses your skin and your lips
The floor supports your feet and records your travels
Yet I wish I could kiss the earth you walk...
I could breathe the air you let go
And i could caress your skin and lips more than the air
Hence my utter dispear, hence the height of my love!
07/9/2008
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